Since that rift appeared, Chen Cai never thought to mend it. He carried on as before, but he failed to notice the resentful look in his son's eyes when he looked at him. Fang Yunyun, however, did notice, but whenever she mentioned it, Chen Cai would laugh it off, saying she was overthinking.
"Kids don't remember things for that long," he would say. "Besides, we can't praise him for everything, right? He needs some setbacks to grow." He habitually justified his behavior with seemingly reasonable excuses.
On the day he and his friends had planned to watch the sunrise, Chen Xiaoqun threw a tantrum, insisting on going along. Chen Cai firmly refused. Watching his parents leave, Chen Xiaoqun furiously smashed his toys. Turning around, he saw Fang Zhiyi leaning against the wall, watching him with a faint, knowing smile. Feeling wronged, Chen Xiaoqun said, "They went out without me."
Fang Zhiyi patted his head. "So what if they didn't take you? You're a big boy now, aren't you?" As he spoke, he magically produced an enormous lollipop, making Chen Xiaoqun's eyes go wide.
The next day, Chen Xiaoqun was late again. The reason was that Fang Yunyun, who had gone to see the sunrise, couldn't get up, and Fang Zhiyi had vanished early as usual.
Fang Yunyun was still groggy when she answered the school's call. The teacher on the other end sounded exasperated. "Xiaoqun's mother, Xiaoqun is constantly late, doesn't complete his homework, sleeps in class, and disrupts the lessons. If this continues, he's going to be ruined!"
Fang Yunyun flew into a rage. "That's my business! I know how to raise my own son! It's none of your concern!"
"Xiaoqun's mother! Education requires a joint effort from both teachers and parents. For the child's sake, you can't be like this..."
Chen Cai, also woken by the noise, snatched the phone. "Hello, teacher. Education? No one understands education better than I do. What you're teaching now is just ABCs, isn't it? His mother and I are both well-educated; we can teach him too. In short, from now on, don't be so strict with this child. We'll take responsibility ourselves, okay?"
The teacher was silent for a long moment. She knew Chen Xiaoqun used to be looked after by his grandfather, and the child was doing alright back then. But recently, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Wanting to be responsible, she had made the call. She had first listened to Fang Zhiyi complain at length before she understood the child was now being raised by his parents, which was why she called.
She never expected the parents to have such an attitude!
It was almost noon by the time Chen Xiaoqun finally sauntered into school. Seeing the astonished looks from his classmates, he couldn't help feeling a sense of pride. This feeling of being the center of attention was good.
Fang Yunyun wanted to ask Fang Zhiyi to resume picking up and dropping off the child, but Fang Zhiyi seemed very busy, always hanging up after just a few words on the phone. This infuriated her, but since Fang Zhiyi was her father, she couldn't directly hold him accountable.
Soon, Chen Xiaoqun got into trouble again.
This time, he bullied a classmate, even resorting to violence. Fortunately, the teacher intervened. The teacher immediately summoned his parents. Fang Yunyun, busy with work and trying to be more careful lately because her frequent lateness had drawn her boss's displeasure (though they tolerated it out of respect for Fang Zhiyi), didn't come. It was Chen Cai who showed up.
Chen Cai looked thoroughly impatient, considering the whole matter completely unnecessary.
"The child made a mistake precisely because your school failed in its duty to educate and supervise!" Chen Cai stuck to his theory, leaving the head teacher utterly bewildered. In the end, the teacher could only smile bitterly, telling him to take the child home for discipline and to compensate the injured classmate.
Chen Cai didn't care about the money; what he wanted was to save face and maintain his dignity.
After all, he didn't have any money anyway.
Fang Yunyun, exhausted after a long day, finally exploded with the long-suppressed anger upon hearing her son had caused trouble requiring compensation.
"Why can't you just go to school properly and stay out of trouble?" Her shrill voice almost pierced Chen Xiaoqun's eardrums. In that moment, she who had once sworn never to lose her temper at her son, never to become like that old man, broke her own vow.
Chen Xiaoqun felt wronged and shocked. Staring at his mother who was now yelling curses, the image of his gentle mother gradually faded from his mind. He looked toward his father, who was lying on the couch watching TV. Chen Cai offered a few perfunctory words of advice. Chen Xiaoqun felt disappointed.
"What's all this? What's going on?" A voice rang out. Fang Zhiyi walked out, rubbing his ear. He hadn't wanted to come out, but his daughter's voice was too penetrating.
In a few steps, he was in front of them. Fang Zhiyi pulled his grandson behind him. "Why are you shouting at the child like that? Don't you know he's just a child? What if you scare him? What kind of mother are you? What's wrong with a child being a little mischievous? For an adult to pick on a child like this, where's your magnanimity?"
Fang Yunyun's mouth hung open, her mind short-circuiting. These words... actually came out of her father's mouth?
"He doesn't understand these things. Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Can't you just relax a little?"
Chen Cai listened from the side. Seeing his wife so angry today also struck him as unseemly. But listening to his father-in-law's words, why did they sound so familiar?
Fang Yunyun looked at her son hiding behind her father, making faces at her. Her father's words echoed in her mind, and a wave of bitterness welled up in her heart. She couldn't help but blurt out, "You just favor boys over girls! I get it now, that's the kind of person you are! Now you know how to stand up for your grandson, but what about me? How did you treat me when I was little?"
Fang Zhiyi sneered inwardly. How did I treat you? I worked to earn money, raised you, found time to supervise your studies, sometimes sleeping only two or three hours a day. How else was I supposed to treat you?
"Don't you yell at my grandpa!" Perhaps having found a protector, or perhaps wanting to show off, Chen Xiaoqun stepped in front of Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi was very pleased.
Fang Yunyun was furious. Breaking her rule again, she grabbed Chen Xiaoqun and raised her hand high.
Chen Xiaoqun had never been hit before; today was the first time. Facing his enraged mother, he soon began to wail and howl. Fang Zhiyi shouted, "Don't hit my grandson! Take it out on me if you must!" but his body made no substantive move to intervene.
Chen Cai frowned. How had he never noticed before that this woman could be so lacking in grace? Just like a shrew!
He finally stood up. After his son had taken a solid beating, he put a stop to the scene. Assuming the role of head of the household, he directed Fang Zhiyi to take Chen Xiaoqun to bed, while he himself tried to talk Fang Yunyun down.
"I just... I've been under too much pressure lately!" Fang Yunyun also felt terribly wronged.
"I know, I know," Chen Cai said, fully utilizing his talent for smooth talk.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhiyi looked at Chen Xiaoqun with heartache, repeatedly saying things like "she was too harsh." Chen Xiaoqun, his face full of grievance, felt he had finally seen his mother's true colors! She could actually treat him like this.
That night, everyone in the household, except for Fang Zhiyi, went to sleep with different thoughts weighing on their minds.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.